Brilliant flashes of cosmic light spiral across space and time,
Inspiring us to carry ever on.
As we ascend into the bright new dawn,
The secrets of the universal mind bring translations for us to find that mystic flame,
So divine,
Alive in this magnificent design.
When we discover that inner place where spirit and form relate with echoes of such grace,
Whispers that contain preludes to a spark that created the fire that lit eternity's flame.
There,
In each birth,
Is a part of this energy that is born into our hearts,
What's seen in the telescopes is reflected in each soul as we ascend back home.
The fire of spirit feeds this divine flame of eternity,
Born from the highest light there in you and me.
We are the ones once given a claim to be a part of the energy in that cosmic chain.
We are anchored in creation,
All part of the universal awakening,
Evolving into the ascension to the soul's highest dimension.
Each death holds a birth.
Each birth holds a death.
Each star has a porch light as a portal to guide us to what comes next.
Each candle lit reflects that divine flame.
From the center of creation comes this life from the nameless name.
We are given the torch to carry ever on.
We hold that astonishing fire of that one divine song that lifts us as it sings us home.
